 I have to set the alarm so we can get home in time to wait for your father so he can go to work on the swing shift. Swing shift. You mean stagger shift. Junior, you know that's not true. Hey, Mommy, you know what? Someday I'd like to see what me pop looks like without that ice bag on top of his head. Hey, why do he wear that for? Now, you mustn't mention that. It's just that your father's head hurts from so much thinking. Yeah, I guess it does.